This Time, a Jump for Joy

Yesterday on St. Patrick’s Day, I put on the green ball gown my mother and older daughter made together many years ago, trotted into a pharmacy at a Kroger supermarket carrying the hopes of three generations, and got my first COVID-19 vaccination (one year and two days after first lockdown).

Afterwards, I stopped at this fun, happy mural by my friend Kyle Brooks, one of my fave artists, whose work around Metro Atlanta I pass often while Traveling at the Speed of Bike*.

And this time, in the cold drizzle, I did a Jump for Joy rather than a Leap of Faith.

*His painting below hangs in my home. (And yes, ouch, the shot did hurt a little but thinking of this painting, and Kyle’s cute book, Smile a While, made it pass quickly.)